He pushed his pants down, and along with them the black boxer style briefs against which his cock had been straining and marking with damp spots from ...is oh so recent hard fucking of her. His rapidly re-hardening phallus was now winking at her. The gleaming purple head of it brushed at her cheek and lips, dripping pearly juices, signifying his readiness for her again. She could smell herself as well as him on turgid shaft and it excited her beyond measure. She looked up at him wordlessly. I slipped on a pear of white panties. I took one last look in the mirror. I thought to myself. "For a mother of an eighteen year old son, I still looked good. I know my husband still likes what I look like. He tries to fuck me at least five times a week." I heard the car horn.I ran downstairs, closed and locked the front door and headed for the car. My son was already in the seat. I sat down on his lap and swung my legs into the car. I looked down and notice my dress barely covered my thighs.. I had given her a jacket that I keep in my car, which was huge on her, but it was a chilly evening. I put my arm around her shoulder. She proceeded to take my fingers, one at a time, into her mouth, and suck on them.We went back to the car, climbed into the back, and spent about an hour having oral sex. Normally I would definitely not expect a virgin to be a satisfying experience. That she turned out to be very satisfying, in every way, was due in large part to the fact that she had. This time she was completely changed and came in a jeans and a very sexy top showing her cleavage. Then we went out and took a walk in the mall where she held my hand and I was a little apprehensive as she had her mangal sutra hanging on her neck. I told her this and she put it in her top and now it was not visible. Then I asked her can I drop her home to which she said yes and we went down in the parking lot of the mall and as soon as I started the car, she pulled me towards her and smooched.